Dear Chunky Monkey,
I haven't written you a letter in months and I am so sorry for that. You have changed so much in the past few months it is amazing. You are now trying to pull yourself up on everything. The funny part is that everything in your reach is shorter then you are and you are never happy about that.
In the past few months we have moved and you got to see family that you have never seen before. You were a champ through the whole move. You were in the back seat with both of the cats and I half expected you to know how to meow by the end of the drive. You were awesome on the plane. On the way there you slept the whole time and on the way back a man commented on how lucky I am to have such a happy baby. Everyone you met loved you and couldn't get over how cute and how happy you are. If only they saw you while you were having a "I'm growing and I don't want to sleep" day.
I'm already planning your first birthday in my head. It is kind of scary how fast you are growing. You "talk" all the time now. Your favorite words are "ah da", "hep", and "bap". You say "ah da da da da" over and over again but we know the truth, it doesn't count until you actually know what you are talking about.
You have two teeth and another one trying to push it's way through. Your hair is getting longer too. It now covers part of your ears and it is getting darker. You still have your stunning blue eyes and every day I hope that you keep them. You love music. Daddy's friends come over and play their guitars and the only time you get mad is if you can't see their hands.
I take pictures of you all the time and I can't wait until you get old enough for me to use them as blackmail.
I love you,
Mama